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mars (mδr$) - talking to myself lyrics

[intro: 2pac]
i’m the religion that to me is the realest religion there is. i believe in god. i try to pray to god every night unless i p-ss out.and…to me religion, my idea of religion is this, i think that if you…i learned this is jail cause i talked to every god there was in jail. i think that if you take one of the o’s out of good it’s god and if you add a d to evil it’s the devil. i think some cool motherf-cker sat down a long time ago and said let’s figure out a way that we can control motherf-ckers and that’s what they came up with, the bible

[verse 1: mδr$]
another sleepless night where i reach to write or i reach for mics
tryna clear my mind, it keeps me at a decent height, recent flights
staying high above my lows like if i hold my goals tight
or spoke right then i could change yo life
this whole night rehearsing for the better
rehearsing for the cheddar whether the weather gets better
or not, i’m grindin’ while you stay cubic i’ll be diamonds
timing is everything the limelight is my alignment
and i’m out for dead presidents to represent me
a message indefinitely through all the records i bleed
in hopes that someone can relate or maybe feel my pain
like if i put the gun to my head then they’d feel in in there brain
call me insane, sh-t, i’ve been called worse
i’ve been ostracized by n-ggas i would go to the dirt for
it hurts more when it’s from n-ggas that you was cool with
from n-ggas you grew up with to n-ggas you went to school with
but f-ck it, sh-t, it’s just me, myself and i
so when i die and ascend to the sky there’s no one by my side
that’s if i make it to heaven anyway
i’m heaven sent, h-ll bound but i could go any day
but i wanna believe that god exists so bad
but it’s so sad when i look up and no one talks back
i mean, sh-t, i know this man is living
but i can’t be the only one that questions his existence…f-ck

[outro: 2pac]
trust me this is what’s real and all that other sh-t is to control you. if the churches took half the money that they was making and gave it back to the community we’d be alright. if they take half the buildings that they use to praise god and gave it to motherf-ckers who need god we’d be alright. it’s homeless people out here. why ain’t god letting them stay there? why these n-ggas got gold ceilings and sh-t?! why god need gold ceilings?!

- mars mδr lyrics

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